*** Phew, I've got to go get some relief after this story - hope it does that for you too! Love to hear from you, email me at charlie_4u@hotmail.com ***
I imagine we all have our little fantasies, favorite ideas and images of sex play... A favorite fantasy of mine happens to be that of providing "maid service," and I've been lucky enough to have been able to find some "clients" for my service in real life this last year. It's been fun, and pretty damn hot at times, so I thought you, dear reader, might enjoy hearing about my moonlighting career as a maid. Yes, a maid; I go to my clients house or apartment dressed conventionally enough, but underneath my jeans I'm wearing a thong, and I have a black frilly French maid type apron to wear with my thong when I work; otherwise, it's bare feet and bare assed I go about the house. I bring a bucket of "cleaning supplies" in to my jobs, in which I keep my apron, which I change into once in the house, and a stash of KY lube, condoms and a selection of dildos and other sex toys.
I'm a married guy in his 40s, decent looking, manly, 6' 185lbs and well built. I have a sensitive and eager mouth and a smooth round ass that my clients seem to enjoy very much! I'd had some man sex when younger, before getting married, and then had gone without for many years; too many! In the last couple of years I began exploring sex with men sites on the Internet, and branched out from there. I met a couple guys, had a couple of meetings, which were great, and then got to emailing with another guy. Somehow one day when we were chatting live this little maid thing of mine came up, and Jack loved it. He urged me to act it out, with him of course, and I thought why not?
Jack lived in a village in the countryside south of me, and one Sunday afternoon I drove down there, with my bucket of supplies I'd assembled and kept hidden in my garage. It was a 45 minute drive, and as I drove through the countryside I was feeling both very horny, and quite amused with myself; after all, what would the other people on the road think if they'd known where I was going?!
By the time I got there I was quite nervous and excited. I pulled into the driveway of Jack's old Victorian era house and parking my truck walked up to the front door, bucket in hand. Jack stepped out to greet me, smiling wickedly and asking, "Ace Cleaners?" I laughed excitedly, and thought how I liked the look of Jack's big burly build, and the yummy looking bulge in his jeans. I don't mind'em a little chubby, as long as they have a nice fat cock too! Jack let me in, and I asked where I might change; he said right there in the adjacent parlor was fine, and so I undressed slowly, putting my folded clothes on the one chair, enjoying feeling Jack's eyes on my smooth round ass as I bent over to set my clothes down. When I had my clothes off, apron on over my thong, and cleaning bucket in hand, I stepped up to Jack and asked where he'd like me to start.
He smiled and said that the kitchen really needed cleaning, and so off we went. I hadn't actually expected to have to really clean, but there was a big pile of dirty dishes in the sink, and more on the counter. Jack waved his hand at them and said, "OK, here they are Miss Maid!" I obediently went to the sink and began running some hot water. Jack told me he was going to the living room, and would I make him some tea and bring it out when I was done. It seemed like he was carrying the maid thing a little far, but I'd started it, so I couldn't say much, could I?
It took a half hour to wash all the dishes, and then make the tea. All this time the tails of the apron were swishing back and forth over my ass while I moved about, and the thong was rubbing inside the crack of my ass, stimulating my tight little man hole. It was rather exciting, and when I brought the tea out to Jack in the large living room I hoped that we could get down to some sex, maybe in front of the fireplace with its cheery glow.
Jack however, had other ideas. He told me to set the tea down and then said I could wash the kitchen floor if I was done with the dishes. I didn't really want to wash the floor, and made a little face. Jack immediately got up out of his chair and said, "Now what's this Miss Maid, disobedience? Bend over that armchair this moment, and I will give you a spanking with this hairbrush I have here." Licking my lips in anticipation, I bent over the armchair, exposing my creamy round ass to his punishment, thinking that he would follow his spanking with a nice hot fucking.
Jack had different ideas however. He gave me 10 very hard cracks with the hairbrush, 5 on each cheek, leaving my buns stinging and pink, quivering gently from his blows. Then he surprised me by tying my hands together behind my back with a rope, and next told me to get up, turn around, and get on my knees. I did as he said, rather breathless at the sudden way he was dominating me, but liking it too and as I knelt before him he unzipped his pants and unlimbered a thick, swollen cut cock, with a big set of hairy balls dangling below it. He frowned at me and said, "Here I am trying to read, and you insist on jiggling that sweet ass while you clean, distracting me from my work. Well, let me use your mouth to take the edge off, so I can get back to work."
I opened my mouth, licking my lips, and he stepped up to me and popped the head of his cock in my mouth. It was slick with his precum, and I sucked and licked it, relishing its sweet taste while he slowly stroked one hand up and down the shaft of his cock, with the other fondling his ball sack. He was very close, and in moments began thrusting into my mouth, while I tipped my head and tried as best I could to swallow his cock. He was careful to mostly use his hand, so I didn't gag on his thick shaft, and when he came it was in thick hot strands that I eagerly gulped down as he jerked himself off into my mouth. My knees rocked on the hardwood floor, my head bobbed up and down on the spurting business end of his cock, and I managed to swallow most of his cum, with only a strand or two gently running out of the corners of my mouth.
When Jack finished massaging the last of his cock's cum into my warm mouth, he stepped back, leaving me to sink back onto my heels, my lips parted and me breathing hard as I looked up at him for his next orders. Smiling at me now, Jack said "Well, that's better. Now I want you to clean my toilet. Come with me, Miss Maid." He gave me his hand to help me up, untied my hands and led me upstairs, me licking his cum from my lips.
Upstairs there was a large bathroom with an old fashioned tub, a big old thing, and Jack left me there to scrub it and the rest of the room. He was back in a moment though and told me to be sure I got everything good and clean, or else... The "or else" was a thin, whippy looking wooden cane that made me gasp just to look at it, with a mix of fear and pleasure. This was turning out to be more than I had bargained for - or was it hoped for?! I could hardly tell, except that my cock was aching and dripping precum, the taste of cum in my mouth was ever so sweet, and the thought of that cane cracking into my soft round ass cheeks made me just melt inside...
Jack gave the cane a little flourish and then left me to my work. There were some cleaning supplies in my bucket that Jack had told me to bring up with me, and I went to work, trying so hard to do a good job, and being so distracted by delicious thoughts of what was to come.
About fifteen minutes into the job Jack stepped back into the room and went to the toilet. He motioned me to him, saying "Here Miss Maid, why don't you hold it while I piss?" I helped his cock out of his pants, and held it aimed at the bowl, enjoying the feel of his piss streaming through his cock, and the smell of it turned me on too. When he was done he told me to suck the last few drops off, and I knelt down to slowly take him in my mouth again, this time to have a last few drops of warm sharp tasting piss come in my mouth, and to my own surprise I swallowed them, eagerly, sucking at him, wanting whatever he had for me. Jack laughed in pleasure and said, "Now now Miss Maid, you are an eager beaver. Jack will have more for you in a bit. Back to your cleaning!" With that he left and I continued cleaning his bathroom.
In another half hour I was done and I hurried downstairs excitedly to tell Jack. He put his book down and came up with me to inspect my work, and for a bit it looked like I had done a perfect job. Suddenly though Jack noticed a cobweb behind the door in a corner I had missed and he turned to me and snapped, "I HATE spiders! How could you leave that there? Come with me." He marched me into his bedroom and ordered me onto his bed, legs tucked under me, ass up in the air, arms stretched out in front of me. He had a big posted headboard and he tied my hands to the center posts. That done, he got his cane and telling me to lift my head he passed it across my mouth, telling me to kiss and lick it. I did, giving in to this total domination of his, and then he pulled the cane to himself and pushed my head down, telling me that I was going to get my punishment.
My head was pressed into the covers, my ass was fully exposed, cheeks parted and there to see, Jack having told me to take off my thong. I was both very fearful and very excited, panting with anticipation. Jack started by reaching between my ass cheeks and firmly squeezing my dangling balls, and then with a hard slap to my ass he stepped back. Suddenly I heard the swish of the cane and then it snapped sharply across my right cheek, stinging and burning. I quivered and shifted, whimpering a little in mingled pain and pleasure, and Jack mercilessly continued, caning my soft round ass until it was burning, stinging, quivering, and there was a noise, which I suddenly realized was me begging him to fuck me.
Suddenly the caning stopped, and I slumped into the bed a bit, whimpering and moaning, begging for him to fuck me. When I felt his cool kisses on my burning, welted ass, I almost came from the pleasure it gave me, and my man hole opened easily to his fingers, which worked thick cool blobs of some lubricant into me. Jack got behind me and slowly, slowly, rubbed the head of his cock up and down the crack of my ass, popping it into my hole just a bit each time. I was wild to have him in me, arching my ass towards him, begging him to stick it in...
Suddenly he obliged me and with one long smooth thrust rammed his cock deep in my ass. I grunted and gasped as he slammed against me, the pain making me catch my breath. As he fucked me in long slow steady thrusts the pain was replaced by a pure pleasure that carried me away, and I was nothing but an ass, filled with cock, living for cock, and practically weeping to be used so well and hard.
When Jack came he fucked me even harder, slamming me into the bed, mercilessly spearing my soft ass with his cock. I cried out over and over, moving with him, arching to him, squeezing my stinging welted ass cheeks around his cock as he grunted and empitied his load of cum deep in my ass. Done, he collapsed on top of me, panting on my neck, kissing me there as he gave a last few thrusts to empty himself completely in me. After a bit he rolled off me and untied me, saying "Now, would Miss Maid like to cum?" Then he rolled me on my back and laid his head on my belly, taking my throbbing cock into his mouth. After just a little of his attention, I began bucking and pumping up into his mouth, and came and came, my balls drawing up tight as I shot bolt after bolt of cum into Jack's sweet warm mouth.
After that we rested a bit, I made us some tea, and then I left. Next time Jack requested me to be the maid for a poker party he has every month with a few friends; I can't wait!